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-Kinetic Abilities Prompt List A Edition

Acidikinesis - Control Sloth

  • I have a personal vendetta against someone wildly more successful than me so I’m trying to make them lazy.
  • You don’t know how to relax so I’m literally filling you with laziness but you just won’t stop.
  • I work at an animal shelter and I sometimes make the animals fit what people are looking for by removing or adding laziness. You haven’t lived until you saw a cat with 0% laziness.

Aciukinesis - Control Sharpness

  • Did you know that most man made spheres are still more jagged than the earth itself? You haven’t experienced softness until you felt a perfectly smooth ball. There’s also not a lot of traction so please cup it in your hands.
  • I’m one of the only chefs here that doesn’t have some sort of hot or cold ability. But me being very clumsy, the ability to make all my knives dull saves my fingers a lot.
  • I keep making all the knives in the kitchen blunt so I can watch my parent-in-law get frustrated and lose their dominance over me.

Aerokinesis - Control Air

  • I can control the air but that doesn’t do a lot so I just got a few wind turbines for my property, so I get power for free. It’s a small win, but I like it. 
  • Sometimes I go to the beach and set up a kite rental booth while making it windy. It doesn’t make much but it helps with rent.
  • No one thinks that controlling air is that cool of a super power until I take it out of their lungs.

Aestatekinesis - Control Summer

  • I hate sweating so I made this summer really mild but it’s affecting my town’s farming economy.
  • I forgot that Alaska’s still supposed to be pretty cold in the summer and I may have made the ice caps melt a little more.

Aggressiokinesis - Control Anger

  • I work in tandem with a crisis clinic and so far, there isn’t a patient I can’t calm down.
  • My anti-aggression dog classes are the best in the business. I even stop by pet shelters.
  • I just love watching these people tear each other limb from limb with blind rage. I’m gonna be sad to see you go though.

Aidoskinesis - Control Humidity

  • One of the only things good about my powers is that I can make my boss’ office so humid they have horrible hair and sweat stains for their meeting with corporate. 
  • My greenhouse is always at the perfect humidity even in the dead of winter.
  • I’m gulty of making someone so humid they’ve taken off their shirt before. It’s a blessing.

Alcokinesis - Control Alcohol

  • You always get too out of hand with your drinking so I just take the alcohol content out of your drinks.
  • My coworker bugs the hell out of me and they’re going in for a company-wide drug test today. I made their breakfast have a healthy amount of alcohol.
  • It’s very fun to see someone pantamime being drunk when they think they are when in actuality I’ve taken all the alcohol out of their drink.

Amokinesis - Control Love and Desire

  • Shit are you actually in love with me or did I manipulate you into liking me?
  • As a joke I was going to make my classmate fall in love with whoever came in next but you did and now I’m very jealous.
  • I make people forget about me when we break up so it’s easy on them but I can’t get rid of my own love for them, even when there’s no chance of getting back together ever now. 

Anthracokinesis - Control Coal

  • I like being alone so I move to Centralia and just turn off the surrounding coals when I’m walking over them. It’s very quiet but very smoky. I need to leave town to buy a gas mask.
  • I bought a bit of land and made a little mine before buying a truckload of coal and just stiking it in the walls. Then, I compressed it all into diamonds.
  • So my parents gave me a little tough love as a child and gave me a piece of coal one christmas. I’ll admit, I was a naughty child. But that piece of coal made me learn of my powers. It’s the only piece I’ll never manipulate anymore.

Antikinesis - Control Antimatter

  • No you can’t come to my antimatter dimension. It’s very private.
  • I think we had a good run, I’m just gonna get a black hole in here real quick.
  • I always wanted to visit Chernobl, good thing I can just sort of turn off the gamma radation and go for a walk. 

Argentokinesis - Control Silver

  • Whoops I’m in werewolf country better make all my clothes and stuff have silver mesh.
  • “Yes this is genuine gold” I say to someone when I took the silver content out of a ring.
  • So I don’t have the best impulse control. I made my rude neighbor’s prized dog into a silver statue and now it’s like… eighty sets of flatwear.

Arthrokinesis - Control Joints

  • I may be a very inactive person, but damned if my joints ever pop. I’m doing sprints anytime I feel like it.
  • I got too excited testing how much I could let my joints move and may have dislocated by shoulder. 
  • Yes, I tried to suck my own dick. Yes, I should have realized that there is actually bone stopping me from bending my spine like that. Don’t laugh at me.

Asterokinesis - Control Cosmic Energy

  • I’ve ascended to be the god of the universe and all I want to do is to stop being in charge and just have some time off for once.
  • I saw how much earth was desperate to meet other beings so I made some closer planets support life. 
  • I’m not just some giant being in space. I’m a regular person. I buy groceries, collect rocks, and I’m desperate for people to never know I made them. 

Astrakinesis - Control Astral Energy

  • I am nearly constantly disassociating. The good news is that I have like thirty dream selves I can be while the others go on autopilot. 
  • I can see spirits so I just deal with ghosts for a living. Most of the time they’re just confused.
  • I can work as a medium for ghosts to talk through but you roleplaying with your dead datemate is the last straw.

Astronkinesis - Control Remnants of Cosmic Substances

  • I realized that in my lifetime I would never see a mission to a star so I made some much closer to us.
  • I don’t feel like this world’s really going anywhere. I’m just gonna supernova the sun next weekend. 
  • My tarot card readings are always perfect and I sincerely want you to leave the country.

Atmokinesis - Control Weather

  • I am the best weather forecaster the world has ever seen. I work for a small town in rural country though. I think I have five hundred viewers on a daily basis? 
  • I always make sure my neighbor’s/parent’s/friend’s/etc farm gets the best weather.
  • My entrences are always punctuated with lightening and I love it.

Atomkinesis - Control Atoms

  • It’s like 3-D printing, only much better. Check out this awesome watch I made.
  • I hope you like nuclear wastelands, because that’s what you’re getting.
  • Surprise, your house is full of radon gas!it’ll stay that way until you do what I say.

Audiokinesis - Control Sound 

  • Nothing quite like a day of absolute silence when you have an audio processing disorder.
  • Movies are very fun to watch when I can make one character silent and just ad lib the dialogue.
  • The fact that I can chat style silence someone is the best.

Aurokinesis - Control Aura

  • I can see how people act before ever talking to them, that’s why you’re the only one in the room I’m going to talk to. 
  • Where I live, auras are very important. So I can easily hide among them as someone without giving an inkling of malice.
  • I personally hate you so now you get too radiate bad energy until you apologize. 

Aurokinesis - Control Gold

  • I’m allergic to what they use in fake gold but I have no money for good jewelry so I just make it gold after I buy it for cheap. 
  • It’s not quite the Midas touch, but I’ve pulled that prank before. 
  • I make golden jewelry and sculptures by making them out of clay/wood/etc and turning them into gold for huge profits.

Autumnuskinesis - Control Autumn

  • My hometown capitalizes on my love of pumpkins and sweater weather by becoming a destination for those looking to beat the heat but don’t want to own a down jacket. 
  • I can make things rot. So I rotted my neighbor’s garden a week before harvest. 
  • I make autumn immediately follow winter so now the world’s harvesting systems are fucked because I get pollen allergies. 

Avarikinesis - Control Greed

  • I’m trying to make the world fair by taking all the greed out of high-ranking officials but sometimes that was their only driving force and they have no actual job experience. 
  • I made someone comically greedy because being a superhero in a town in which no banks need protecting is boring.
  • I want so desperately to not have to take greed out of anymore people. It’s getting so tiring. I need to go on a vacation. 

Avikinesis - Control Avains

  • Having hawks fly to my aide when my boss was giving me shit in the parking lot was definitely a sweet move.
  • I may live in this cottage alone, but these birds are more than enough company. One of them just told me about someone who ate shit on pavement last week in a city ten miles away. It’s awesome.
  • “Bats fly, right? Why can’t I control bats?” “Please just let me do my work.” ‘What about bugs?” “Please go home.” “Do flying fish count?”
“More Than Roommates”

Request: I saw you asked for prompts. This one is pretty smutty. Can you do one where Sebastian and the reader are roommates and she comes home and catches him jerking off, which leads to more. Or if not Sebastian, then one of his characters. Thank you love your writing!

Pairing: Lance Tucker x Reader

Warnings: GRAPHIC SMUT, sub and dom relationship, little bit of fluff

Word Count: 2067

A/N: gimme a lance anon. i need it. i wrote this at school at someone stopped to read it and it was at the dirtiest part. 


Originally posted by blurredmelancholy

Lance Tucker was a pain to live with. He left dirty boxers on the floor and had no idea how to wash a dish. And not to mention the plethora of women he had exiting his room each night. He was your classic athlete. He could get all the girls and would never have to spend a night alone. Why you were living with him, you had no idea. He had been your best friend since you had moved to that small little town when you were six. You were there for him at every trial and you cheered his name as he won the gold and silver medals at the Olympics.

He didn’t know that you had a huge crush on him. You would never tell him. He wasn’t the type of man to do relationships. It hurt that you had to hear him fuck a different whore every night. None of the women he ever brought back were classy. In all honesty, they disgusted you. They sounded like pornstars or strangled ducks, but you still stayed with Lance. You would rather have him as a friend than nothing at all.

You were not looking forward to the sleepless night ahead. Work had been kicking your ass and today your boss yelled at you for no reason. You didn’t even get to drink your coffee, which was the most tragic thing of all. You slowly trudged your way up the steps to your shared home. In no way were you ready for the night. All you wanted to do was pamper yourself, but Lance’s fuck of the night would probably ruin that for you.

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Try Me (M)

Originally posted by tanjhent

(THIS GIF IS SO BIG WTF BUT DAJSJKAHDK BAMBAM LOOKING FINE)

REQUESTED: by @bambamedaf ; a kind of funny but mostly smutty scenario where you’re best friends and you jokingly fight about who is the biggest hoe. 

Reader (you) x Bambam

Word count: 1641

Warnings: SMUUUUUUT 

none: FINALLY POSTING A REQUEST YAY! I’m so sorry for those who are waiting for SO LONG i’m such a bad writer why. I WILL GET TO THEM I PROMISE AND THANK TO @bambamedaf FOR WAITING SO LONG! ILY~ ALSO THIS IS MY FIRST EVER BAMBAM FIC YAYYYYYY! read well, my dears! -admin


A best friend is someone who is referred to as the closest one to you. They are the ones who make you happy whenever you’re feeling down or the ones who laugh at your stupid jokes. Either way, the closest one to you is the one you connect with the most. That was Bambam to you. All throughout high school, everyone had thought you and Bambam were dating at one point. You two spent so much time together, walking side by side, people had the right to assume you two were dating. Naturally, a thought like that had you develop feelings for your best friend. However, the only thing in your way was the connection between you two.

You didn’t want to lose the friendship you had with Bambam. He would always be there for you, whenever you’re in trouble or need a shoulder to cry on. And you didn’t want to lose that connection. However, you didn’t know Bambam had those same feelings as well.

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back to black [m]

Pairing: Reader x Jin

Genre: smut, tattooed!jin, cheating, angst

Word Count: 2.5k

A/N: I have been listening to a lot of Amy Winehouse lately and this is what happens. I’m tempted to turn this into a series, but we shall see.

Originally posted by syubbie

We only said goodbye with words, I died a hundred times
You go back to her, and I go back to black

-Amy Winehouse

“Hey! What’s your name?” someone shouted at you from across the bar. His words barely louder than the beat pumping through the speakers.

The bartender handed over your drink, exchanging whiskey for your bills. The whiskey ginger burned on your tongue as you took a sip, preparing yourself to face the owner of the voice. He was handsome, but the look in his eyes told you that your name was the last thing on his mind. “No thanks.” You smiled, slipping off the bar stool to make your way through the crowd.

You felt your phone vibrate in your back pocket, the screen sticking out like a sore thumb in the dim lights of the bar your best friend had dragged you too. And as if the universe was playing a cruel trick on you, his name flashed on your screen. You scoffed as you read the familiar words.

Jin 11:45 PM: Where are you?

You held your phone up to your lips, debating if you should respond. Jin was bad for you and you knew it. That’s why the two of you broke up, to begin with. That’s why you still answered his calls and text messages. You took another sip, hoping to find some wisdom in the bottom of the ice. The screen illuminating the glass in your hand as you sank the rest of your drink. He was not a patient man.

Jin 11:48 PM: Y/N, where the hell are you?

His brashness made you wince, quickly typing out a response. Two could play this game, even though the both of you were never good at following the rules.

Y/N: 11:48 PM: Out

You really must have pissed him off as your phone started to vibrate in your hand, he was calling you.

“Stop playing games, Y/N.” Jin hissed through the phone, interrupting you before you could even say hello.

“I told you last time that this was over between us.” You raised your voice, matching his level of annoyance although for a much different reason.

Jin scoffed, “You and I both know that last time wasn’t enough.”

“Fuck you.” you quipped, annoyed at how easily the sound of his voice turned you into putty. His words pushing and pulling you into shapes that only he could make. “I’m at the bar.”

“I’ll be there in five minutes.” was all he said before the line on the other end went dead.

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fic: knock me out, I fall apart - Dragon Ball
Vegeta muses on his race's history and culture in light of Bulma's pregnancy.
By Organization for Transformative Works

Dragon Ball Super; Bulma/Vegeta; General; 600 words; Complete

hahahaha i can actually still write words that might actually make sense in order, who’d’a thunk it? And a whole new fandom too. I’m about 99% sure this is @stlgeekgirl ‘s fault, because she posted some V/B stuff and I … kind of fell down a rabbit hole, found @ladyvegeets and @nala1588 and @vegetapsycho‘s tumblrs and HERE WE ARE, THANKS A LOT U GAIZ

There was going to be some pregnant smut too, but that didn’t quite happen.

Jack Maynard Imagine - Sneaky (SMUT)

When you first moved to London from Wiltshire into your older brother’s flat, the last thing you expected was to catch feelings for one of his best friends. 

You would be lying if you said Joe hadn’t warned you about dating any of his mates. At first, it had just been a joke, a silly little thing to tease you and annoy you. But as he saw you getting closer and closer to Josh, Conor and Jack, he backed up on his joke-y tone. 

He wasn’t worried that much about your friendship with Conor and Josh, mainly because deep inside he knew they only looked at you as a friend. And if they happened to have any sort of romantic feelings towards you, he knew they’d hold them back, or at least ask him for approval- because you were his little sister and Joe was one of his best mates.

But when it came to Jack Maynard, Joe couldn’t relax. It wasn’t like he didn’t like him; he was one of his closest friends after all. Maybe that’s why he suffered, because he knew Jack’s past concerning relationship, and although he was a good person, he was not as good with feelings. And he was scared he’d break your vibrant heart, the one he had taken care of for so many years.

But he had seen you together on both of your channels, and he couldn’t deny there was something about your relationship that was almost drawing. He noticed that your personalities were in fact more similar than he had thought at first. He also noticed you always ended up crying of laughter when you were with him, and seeing you happy made him happy.

Yet it was still Jack Maynard he was talking about. Joe, as the observant brother he was, knew that you needed lots of sweet behaviours and cuddles to function, and he doubted Jack could give you that. So he had that tiny hope, that perfect plan which would constist of you forgetting all about him because he was too cold-hearted for your taste.

But his plan never met reality.

A few months ago, in one of Gleam’s fancy parties on a big mannor lost in the middle of the forest, he had seen you kissing him at the isolated back garders. At first he had exploded with rage. He had warned his idiotic friends - especially that idiot - not to lay a hand on his sister, ever. Yet there he was, his full lips covering yours, your tiny and fragile body wrapped under his hands. And Joe was livid.

He decided not to tell anybody that he had caught you, though. He thought it was a smart move, to keep an eye on Jack and you, and look at you suspiciously, until you’d finally admit what he had seen with his own eyes. But although Jack and you started officially dating a few days after your first kiss, it was still a secret to everyone else. Especially to your brother. 

Now, as you sat in the back seat of Conor’s Range Rover, Josh between Jack and you, you got the sudden feeling that maybe a weekend off camping with your brother and your secret boyfriend wasn’t such a great idea. 

“How long until we get there?” Josh asked Conor, who was currently driving. Joe and him had just switched seats.

“Half an hour, I believe” he answered back. 

“Mikey just texted me saying they’re stopping because Caspar wants to fucking pee” Jack said, getting loud groans from both Josh and Joe. Oli, Mikey, Caspar and all your belongings were in Caspar’s car behind yours.

“I need to stretch my legs so badly” you commented, as you pushed Josh aside “You’re literally too fucking big to be in the backseat, between two other people”

Josh laughed, throwing himself at you jokingly. You let out a scream as he crushed your petite body “Careful” Jack and Joe said at the same time, making your cheeks go a tone redder. You saw Joe giving him a weird look from the rear mirror. 

“She’s alright” Josh said, sitting back up. He ruffled your hair, making you giggle. 

“I still don’t know why I agreed to let you come with these idiots” Joe told you, half joking. 

“I’m my own person, Joe. Get over it” you answered bitterly, getting loud cheers from the boys. Joe simply looked out of the window, and said nothing.

For the past few weeks, you had noticed a change in Joe’s behaviour towards you. And you were annoyed. He was more bitter, worrying about where you were and what time you were coming home, although he had never cared so much about it before. But you weren’t stupid, you knew he was up to something. You suspected he knew about Jack and you, but you hoped you were wrong. He had warned you about Jack when you first met him, and of course you hadn’t listened.

Then again, Jack didn’t turn out to be as bad as your brother had told you. Before your first kiss, you had been really close friends, and he had always cared for you and your well-being. Joe knew about that time Jack punched a guy in the jaw at the club because he didn’t leave you alone - so what did he have to say against him?

Jack as a boyfriend was the sweetest you had ever imagined him to be. He always wanted a cuddle, or a kiss on the tip of his nose. He treated you like a princess, roses and bubble baths included. If Joe knew about that side of Jack, he’d be more than delighted  with your relationship. But you thought that maybe he was too stubborn to see it, and so you decided not to mention that particular aspect of your social life to him.

When you got to the camping site, it was almost dinner time. Caspar and the rest arrived twenty minutes after you, but you couldn’t really start putting up the tents because everything was on his car. So you just hung out in the cafeteria, laughing at some random video Josh had put on his phone. 

“Took you guys long enough” Conor laughed as he went straight for the bags. 

You walked behind him to grab the tents, which turned out to weight a ton more than you expected. You were struggling to get them out of the trunk until you suddenly felt them getting a lot lighter. 

“Lemme carry them, babe” Jack said, putting both tent bags under his armpits. You thanked him with a smile.

“Joe! Jack just called your sister ‘babe’!” you heard Caspar shout in the middle of the parking lot, and you immediately wanted to punch him.

“You better back up if you don’t want your balls cut off, buddy” Oli commented, not being able to supress a laugh as he grabbed the last bag and closed the boot.

Caspar walked by your side and rubbed your head “You know I love you, Y/N” he smiled, and you rolled your eyes “You have to admit that Joe’s reaction at the posibility of you getting rid of the Sugg and replacing it with Maynard is pretty funny, tho” he laughed.

You blushed “Stop it, Caspar” You could see Jack smiling by the corner of your eye. 

“Oooh, someone’s blushing” Mikey commented in his usual too-loud-voice, and you rolled your eyes again and walked away from the boys, trying to forget the awkward situation you had just been in. 

Soon enough it was right past midnight, and you were all chilling out in the moonlight. Conor started telling stories about famous people who turned out to be quite the assholes, and not long after that Caspar had fallen asleep.  You were sitting besides Jack with your feet over his legs, feeling the burning look of Joe’s eyes in your own. But you didn’t want to look at him. 

“Shit” you muttered as your hand blindly tried to grab something from inside your bag that obviously wasn’t there “I think I forgot my portable phone charger in your car, Con” you told him. 

“No prob” his hand went to the bottom of his jeans before he tossed the car keys at you.

Just when you were standing up, you felt Jack getting up again. You gave him a weid look “You’re not going by yourself, it’s pitch dark” he said, and all you wanted to do was to kiss him right there. Sometimes you wished everyone knew, so you didn’t have to hide to act couple-ish.

But as soon as you made sure you were out of their sight, you threw yourself at Jack and wrapped your legs around his torso. He laughed before pressing your lips together hungrily, your tongues already fighting for dominance. He let yours win this time.

“I’ve been dying to kiss you all fucking day” he whispered in your ear, the hot steam coming out of his mouth setting you off. He started working his way up your neck as he carried you towards the car. 

You let out a small moan as he sucked on your special spot, and dug your fingernails on his shoulder blades. He groaned in response, and attacked your lips again. Soon enough your back was pressed against Conor’s car’s bonnet.

“I want you so bad right now, Jack” you almost pleaded, as his hands travelled to the zip of your shorts.

“I’ve been wanting to get rid of these all day, babe. You have no idea” he whispered roughly. Suddenly, you felt a big ball of pressure between your legs, as Jack introduced two fingers inside you, already thrusting in and out rapildy. You let out a high-pitched cry.

Jack looked around “Get inside the car” There were not many vehicles around, and definetly no one out there. But the last thing he wanted was for someone to walk into the parking lot - seeing his luck that someone would be Joe - and catching you having sex against a Range Rover. 

You did as he told you, your jeans barely hanging on your hips anymore. You thanked god the backseat of Conor’s car was big enough. Jack immediately took your shorts off, and then your lacy underwear he loved so much to tease you over. But he knew he didn’t have much time, and he wanted you so badly.

You let out a loud whimper as you felt his tongue sucking on your clit, his strong hands holding your hips tightly. You arched your back as your hands looked for something to grab. They finally went to his hair. 

“Jack” you screamed, your voice breaking as he introduced yet another finger inside you. Ever since that morning, you had wanted no more than to be all over him like when you were alone in your apartment. You loved Jack’s sweet and loving side, but you would be lying if you said his rough and dominant side didn’t get you every time. His touch was your weakness, and he knew it. 

Eventually, the emptiness he left when he removed his mouth from you  was replaced with his lenght. He let out a loud groan as he pulled in, giving neither of you enough time to adjust to the new feeling.

It took you long enough to actually have sex once you started dating. At first it was because both of you were literally too busy to see each other - Jack also travelled quite frequently to Brighton to film whatever his secret project was. So the first time you properly slept together, it was a mix of lust and desire. Because you had wanted to see how good he was in bed for a long time, and he just couldn’t resist the thought of you lying naked under his body.

He started thrusting faster, making you scream like you never had before. You felt the car starting to move up and down, and you hoped there was no one in the parking lot at that exact moment. You prayed for that someone not to be Joe. You let out the loudest scream as you reached your high, your fingernails pressed against his back, not being able to breathe properly anymore. You cried his name.

He hugged your torso as he came not long after you, pulling you into his lap so you were straddling him. He thrusted into you a few times before you felt your walls clentching again, and you suddenly felt him filling you completely. He groaned as he hid his face on the crook of your neck, still holding you “I needed you so bad, Y/N” he whispered “I couldn’t take it anymore”

You let out a small laugh. You kissed the top of his head before it hit you “Do you realise we just had sex in the back of your brother’s car?”

“Way to ruin the moment”

You burst out laughing before releasing yourself from him. He pulled you in for a deep kiss “I love you, idiot” he said, making you blush.

“I love you too, silly” 

You put on your shorts before making your way to the camping site again, hoping you hadn’t taken too much time on the car, or else it would rise some suspicions. Sure enough, when you got back to the tents, only Conor, Joe and Oli were still outside.

“Damn, did you go back to London to get the bloody charger?” Oli asked you, and suddenly you realised you hadn’t even cared to take the charger. You mentally slapped yourself.

“I couldn’t find it” you said, throwing the car keys to Conor. You locked eyes quickly with your brother, and that’s when you knew that he knew. 

“I don’t know about you guys, but I’m going to bed” Oli said, clapping Joe’s back, who was next to him “See you in the morning, babes” he laughed before getting inside his tent. You then noticed there were only two tents left, and four of you out there.  

You looked at Joe “Am I sleeping with you?” you asked him, thinking it was the most likely option. You had shared a bed with him before, after all.

“No” he said “You and Jack are sleeping together” 

You froze, making Conor burst out laughing. You looked at Jack, who was indeed as confused as you were “I mean, it doesn’t take a scientist to know that you guys have a thing going on” the oldest Maynard said, making your heart jump.

“What.. How do you know?” you mid-whispered, looking directly at your brother, not even bothering to deny it anymore “How…? What the hell, Joe”

Joe smiled for the first time. It was a small smile, but you were finally calm “I’ve known for a couple of weeks now” he said “I caught you guys kissing at that Gleam party a few months ago, and then again like, two and a half weeks ago” he confessed.

“I caught you yesterday” Conor laughed “I immediately texted Joe as the good brother I am”

Jack rolled his eyes, but smiled because he wouldn’t have to pretend not wanting to kiss you every minute from that moment on “Are you mad?” you timidly asked Joe. He shook his head.

“I mean, I’d probably choose the other Maynard if I were you” he joked, making both Conor and Jack laugh “But  if this idiot over here treats you well and loves you, then I have nothing to say” he said, making you blush.

“We are all gonna be family!” Conor shouted excitedly, pinching Joe’s side repeatedly.

“Are Jack and Y/N having babies yet?” Caspar asked, his voice coming from inside the tent he was sharing with Josh.

“Hey, hey, I said nothing about babies” Joe said, before he laughed with Conor. You were glad he had taken it so well. You suddenly felt Jack’s arms around you, pressing you against his warm body. 

He whispered into your ear “Why don’t we go inside and finish what we left off at the car?”

“Sneaky bastard” you mumbled before plating a loud kiss on his lips.

“Wait” Conor said as you were getting inside the tent. But you were too impatient to listen to whatever he had to say “Did I just hear ‘car’? Fucking shit, you better didn’t do anything disgusting on my baby, I swear to god” he fake cried.

You both laughed as you pressed your lips together once more. Oh Conor, only if you knew. 

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theme thursday: fun felt garlands + more

multicolored pom pom garland by nocturnalblue

for this first theme thursday of a new month, let’s focus on something super fun to decorate your home or office: felted garlands! there are tons of etsy sellers with creative, handmade ball garlands in every color you can imagine, like nocturnalblue from toronto. choose from her ready-made color combos or request your own perfect felted pom piece!

*droolz* uhm ok…how about a little masturbation voyeurism? mirror play? role play? all dat kinky shit, idk tyler n josh doin it 

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Tyler and Josh were sharing a hotel room and Tyler was taking a shower. Josh must not have heard the water shut off or something, but when Tyler opened the door, he seen Josh sprawled out on their bed. His underwear pushed down to his knees, head back against his pillow, eyes closed and mouth open. His expression seemed so angelic, despite the sinful things his hand was doing to his cock and the filthy way his muscles responded. Tyler stood there, stunned for a moment out of curiosity and something more. His gaze mainly focused on Josh’s lower half, as this was his first time seeing his best friend like this. Hand working his cock and hips bucking up, as if he’d done this a million times. Tyler could easily hear Josh’s breathless moans from where he stood, seeming to be pretty deep into his session and Ty didn’t want to rudely interrupt. Tyler felt something stiffen under the towel he had wrapped around his hips as he wondered what Josh thought about. As time slowed, it felt like the world had briefly stopped as Tyler was experiencing this majestic moment, but it was only a mere few seconds before Josh locked eyes with him, realizing there was a light coming from the bathroom that wasn’t there before. Josh gasped and stopped with a jolting motion as he tried to pull his underwear up to conceal himself, but it was far too late. 

“oh..um…sorry.” was all Tyler could say before backtracking and shutting the door, allowing Josh some privacy and time to get re-situated. Tyler felt a stir of mixed feelings. Curiosity, being the most prevalent. But also amusement, guilt, and a general sense of excitement. Those were his emotions though, his body had different ideas, judging from his erection jutting through the towel. He leaned against the sink on his hands, looking at his face in the mirror and mouthing the words “holy fuck”. He had no idea what to do. If he didn’t get rid of his erection, Josh would know. But if he stayed in the bathroom too long after he was obviously done showering, Josh would know. 

Tyler turned on the water and got ready to brush his teeth. He thought of everything in the book to get rid of his hard on, but nothing seemed to work, the image refusing to leave his mind. After brushing his teeth, he sighed and unwrapped the towel from his hips and leaned against the sink, wrapping his hand around his cock and giving an experimental tug. He bit his lip to keep from moaning and swiped at the pre-cum at his tip, sighing as he twisted and pulled the only way he knew how. He reached down with his other hand to gently tug on his balls. It felt right, touching himself like this while his friend was just on the other side of the door doing the same thing minutes before. He wondered if Josh was taking this time alone to finish what he was doing, or if he was too embarrassed. That’s where the guilt came in, because he really didn’t want him to feel bad about it. 

“Um…Tyler? Are you okay in there?” Josh asked after a moment. His voice was deep and clear, it was obvious he was right up to the door. Tyler’s breath hitched, and he slowed down, trying to stabilize his breathing so he’d sound normal. 

“Y..eah, just a minute!” Tyler managed, cringing at the obvious arousal and nervousness dripping from his voice. He considered taking his hand off his cock, stopping altogether out of shame, but it just felt so damn good. And he was so close. Josh’s voice on the other end wasn’t helping, in fact, it was adding an element of taboo and excitement. His mouth dropped open and head fell helplessly back as his hand carried out the motions on his slick cock. 

On the other side, Josh was grinning wide. He knew exactly what was going on. He could feel Tyler’s presence before he met his gaze, but dragged it on just a little bit longer to put on a show. When Tyler was in the shower, Josh couldn’t keep his mind off his friend just feet away. All tan and naked with water cascading down his tight little frame. He’s seen him naked before, and that image is how his hand ended up in his underwear, and how they ended up around his knees. His little experiment worked, and he knew what Tyler was feeling now. 

“Can I help?” Josh simply asked. Tyler shivered at his suggestive tone. 

“Wh…what?” Tyler asked, still in denial at what was happening. 

“C’mon Ty, let me in. It’s okay, we’re friends.” Josh said, his voice soothing. That was his best friend outside the door, how was he not to trust him. 

“Ok.” Was all Tyler said in a small, unsure voice before unlocking and opening the door to Josh, who immediately stepped in and wrapped Tyler in his arms. Tyler’s eyes widened at the physical contact as he was still stark naked and hard. In fact, there was no way Josh couldn’t feel the way Tyler’s cock was obscenely pressed into his hip, but he didn’t seem to mind at all. Tyler blushed as Josh finally pulled away to face him and look down. All he felt was love and acceptance. 

“Is it ok if I….” Josh began to ask, looking back up at Tyler’s face in hopes he’d understand without having to finish the sentence. Tyler nodded, staring into his eyes and feeling an overwhelming urgency mixed with a little fear, his heart pounded faster.  

“Please.” Tyler whispered, nodding before realizing it. All fear and uncertainty melted away as his cock was enveloped in the strong, warm embrace of Josh’s hand. Josh looked to Tyler’s face for approval before continuing to expertly work him the way he just was on himself earlier. Tyler nodded, muttering “yes yes, more Josh, please.” In the heat of passion, Josh attacked his neck, kissing him like he’s wanted to for so long. Delicious moans and exhales fell from Tyler’s lips in a steady stream as Josh drank him in, licking and sucking at his warm skin. Tyler leaned his head back, allowing him easier access. He pulled back up, staring at Josh’s lips with lust as Josh met him in what he’d describe as years of pent up affection. All awkward tongues fighting for dominance, eventually subsiding into the most elegant dance that was trance-inducing. Josh’s hand slowed down considerably by the distraction, until Tyler started rutting in search of friction. 

“Fuck me.” Tyler breathed absentmindedly, primal urges taking over. Josh looked at him in a mix of confusion and shock. Tyler wasn’t one to cuss, but now he was saying to fuck him? He was seeing a side to Tyler that he never knew existed, and it was so hot. 

“Turn around.” Josh growled. Tyler whimpered at the order and obeyed naturally, turning towards the sink and baring his ass to Josh, who immediately took to cupping it like he always wanted to. He took a moment to just play with him, squeezing, lightly smacking and spreading his cheeks. Tyler groaned at the new stimulation he was receiving, wanting to shrink away and receive more at the same time. It was a new, confusing feeling for him, being this exposed and vulnerable. He felt submissive, leaning forward further towards the mirror in a metaphorical attempt to say “take me”. He could see Josh behind him in the mirror, shirtless and looking really turned on with his bottom lip between his teeth.  

Josh got on his knees and kissed each cheek, causing Tyler to giggle because it tickled kind of. Josh smirked when his giggling turned to moaning as he opened him up and licked into his hole for the first time. Josh was the one to laugh this time, kneading Tyler’s cheeks and tongue-fucking him until his legs were trembling and he was being held up by him. Josh inserted a pointer finger once he was sure Tyler was slick and ready. Tyler jolted, as it was a little less forgiving than Josh’s tongue, but he eventually relaxed enough for Josh to add one, even two more. Tyler was putty in his hands, a squirming and moaning mess as Josh thrusted, twisted, and wriggled his fingers inside Tyler. 

“So gorgeous. Knew you were a bottom, baby boy.” Josh muttered. Tyler moaned in response, blushing and easily slipping into his role. Josh had him so whipped. 

“Yes daddy, just for you. Fuck me, please.” Tyler begged, shocking himself. Josh held onto Tyler’s hip, kissing up Tyler’s spine as he slowly stood up. Tyler fucked himself back on the three fingers, gasping when Josh pulled out to wrap his arms around Tyler’s small body. He grinned at Tyler’s reflection in the mirror, kissing up his neck. 

“Hm. Since you asked nicely.” Josh faked nonchalance, pulling his briefs off and leaning over Tyler’s back while guiding his cock to his hole. Tyler felt himself being pushed forward by the stronger man’s body as Josh began to sink into his entrance. It burned, but once Josh was fully inside him with both hands braced on the sink, he was given a moment to adjust. Josh rested inside him like that, leaning further down to lick and bite at the skin he could reach on his back. 

“Touch yourself.” Josh spoke, as if reading his mind. Josh waited until he seen Tyler wrap a hand around himself and began moving it up and down before pulling his hips back. He pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in, hissing at how unbelievably warm and tight he was. Tyler cried out in response, never feeling this full as he’s only ever used his fingers. Josh continued thrusting, starting out slow and deep then working up to a faster rhythm.

Tyler closed his eyes, holding himself up the best he could as Josh literally pounded his ass, hips slapping against skin. Nothing but moans filled the bathroom as he focused on the feeling, Josh’s cock hitting all the right spots inside him. He opened his eyes for a split second and caught a glimpse of Josh’s face in the mirror, all focused and looking down, licking his lips and making the most ungodly sex faces. 

“Ohh my god Josh I’m gonna cum.” Tyler warned, speeding up his hand on his cock. Josh continued grinding into his ass more deliberately and grabbed Tyler’s hips, pulling them back to meet him. 

“Spill for me, Ty, I wanna see. I’m so close.” Josh cooed, squeezing his hips encouragingly. He was breathless, switching between studying Tyler’s face in the mirror and his body as he shook and slowly fell apart. When his moans got louder, Josh sped up his thrusts to try and match his orgasm. His eyes rolled back as he tried to hold it in, almost failing. 

As soon as Tyler let out a convincing moan and tightened around him, Josh immediately let go with a grunt. 

“Oh…fuck…” He cursed, digging fingers into Tyler’s hips with the intensity of the orgasm coursing through him making his knees go weak. Tyler shuddered as he felt Josh cum inside him right as he was finishing, extra sensitive and sore. He squeezed the rest of his cum out, letting it drip into a pool on the floor. 

Josh smoothed his hand down Tyler’s chest and stomach before pulling out, causing him to whimper. Josh’s cum seeped out with it, adding more to the mess. 

“Jeez man, we should probably take another shower and clean this up.” Josh suggested.  

“Yeah.” Tyler laughed awkwardly, touching his hip and remembering why it felt bruised. He tried not to notice how hot Josh looked post-coitus, with his chest all flushed and sweaty hair sticking to his forehead. Josh noticed Tyler was just as sexy, with glazed eyes and a satisfied smile playing on his lips. The way they both looked after fucking wasn’t too different after playing a show together. 

“Maybe we should do that again.” Josh suggested again, trying to not sound desperate, but Tyler seemed completely approving of the idea. He wrapped his arms around Josh’s neck in a hug and Josh held him for a moment, pulling back only to place a firm kiss on his lips. 

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i’ll just stop it there. thanks for descending into sin with me

we’re all going to hell

fool (m)

member: kim taehyung (ceo!tae)

genre: smut 

sent in & written by, al-sof (penname)

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Beautiful Disaster (Negan x Reader) Smut

Request by @ellayf-of-ravenclaw: Kink #15 for Negan pleaseeeee :D Preferably both break up and make up wink wink.

Summary: Tired of feeling used, you break up with Negan. But he isn’t so willing to let you go.

Warnings: SMUT, Oral, Rough Sex, Sweet and Fluffy Sex, Angst, Fluff, Swearing, Loving and Caring Negan.

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askwhitedressmiku  asked:

"Ah! Hello Mister! I saw you sitting alone to the side and seeing how everyone is currently dancing, Would you want to dance with me? Also i got to say you're outfit is very lovely!~"

KAITO : Hello– and uh, Thank you–
KAITO : Uh.

KAITO : Are you sure you don’t have anyone else to dance with?

anonymous asked:

can i ask for a hc of rfa+v+saeran rejecting mc's love at first but they ended falling in love with them and it's too late

you’re in luck anon bc i’m in the mood for some unrequited love writing :) v and saeran under the cut xx - Mod 222


Zen:

He didn’t know what to say. Really, he didn’t expect you of all people to have feelings for him. You were so independent and so sure of what you wanted; you both had nothing in common. So the fact that you were there, standing in front of him with your fingers clasped together out of nerves and your hair hiding your face as you waited for his answer.

“I…I’m sorry MC but, I just don’t see you that way.” He was waiting for the theatrics, waiting for you to scream or smack him or cry as he looked down toward you, and you looked up. But instead you smiled, and you simply wished that you both could be friends, and now that he thinks about it, maybe that was when his feelings started to shift.

Never in his life had he ever encountered a person that handled rejection that easily, especially from him. Yet you were kind, simply giving him a hug with a tight grip and then smiling once more before turning around and making your way out of his home. He thought you were okay, because he didn’t see the tears that trailed down as soon as you were away from his presence.

Fast forward to two years later, and you were at his house, helping him with one of his costumes that he accidentally ripped during a dress rehearsal. As you sewed you grinned as he sat next to you, making jokes and talking about what the rehearsals were like with different stars. Gossiping was your guys’ specialty, but as quick as it had come it ended as your laughter died down.

“MC, may I ask you something? If you don’t mind.” You put the needle and thread down along with his costume, sensing his serious tone as you nodded and turned towards him.

“Sure, what is it?”

“I uh, I’ve been thinking about some things a lot lately and, I think that I like…no, love you as more than a friend. What I want with you is something that I can’t even describe with words. I just,” He took your hand, palms warm as he leaned in closer. “I hope that you still feel how you felt those couple of years ago. Even if that’s a stretch.”

He didn’t have to hear your answer; he saw the look in your eyes as you slowly pulled away and looked down towards your lap. He felt the heavy feeling in his stomach as he tried to swallow the lump that formed in his throat, watching you bite your lip as you ran a hand through your hair.

“I’m so sorry Zen but…I’m seeing someone right now. I didn’t want you to find out this way but I just, those feelings that I had have been gone for some time now.” It was awkward, the air thick as you felt the sweat begin to bead at your forehead as you quickly stood.

“I should go…” He still sat there, almost in disbelief as he furrowed his brows and stood up as well.

“Wait! MC, can I ask you one more thing?” You stopped, waiting for his question as your fingers tightened around your car keys.

“Is this how you felt? This heavy, sinking feeling in my chest; is this what you felt when I told you that I didn’t like you in that way?” All you could do was give a sad smile as you gave a small nod, your own heart aching as a single tear fell down his face as he sat back down.

“I’m so sorry.”

Yoosung:

When you told him, you knew by the look on his face that his answer wasn’t the one that you wanted. His brows were furrowed as he licked his lips, a trait you had come to find that he only did when he was nervous about something.

“MC; I appreciate the fact that you like me in that way, really I do, but I already have feelings for someone else.”

“Oh…” That was all you could say. Just one simple word as you felt your heart crush into the tiniest pieces that could ever exist on the planet as you looked away. Not looking at his face somewhat helped with the pain, but that didn’t mean that it wasn’t there.

It was like a churning in your stomach, making you feel so sick that you didn’t even want to finish the pile of chips that was placed between the two of you during your game match. He offered to keep playing with you, but the awkward thickness that hung in the air was simply too much for you.

So you left.

Sometimes that awkwardness hung around after that day; in random spurts it would come, making the two of you uncomfortable as he talked about his partner. The partner that wasn’t you. But most of the time it wasn’t there, and the two of you pretended that the idea of you guys being a couple wasn’t even a thought that someone spoke of.

Until he broke up with his partner.

Nobody asked why, yet they wanted to know. Especially you, God, you just wanted to know why it hadn’t worked out. Turns out that he thought that they weren’t exactly compatible, and that he thought that someone else was the perfect match. Come to find that he was talking about you.

“MC, I’ve thought a lot about what you told me; even though it was almost a year ago. I just…I just thought that maybe now, if it wasn’t too late? We could try?” You thought that if he asked the question later, you’d be elated, ecstatic to be with him. But instead you felt anger as you balled up your fists, teeth clenched as you pushed against his chest.

“Is this some kind of joke? You knew how I felt about you back then, and now you want to be together, just because things didn’t work out with the person you thought you loved? I’m sorry Yoosung, but I can’t do this.” And once more you left him standing there alone, the awkwardness turning into dread as he realized that the possibility of you never coming back could be a serious reality.

Jaehee:

The possibility of her sexuality being incompatible with yours was rather slim, and your fear of her being just that had come true. You decided that you had had enough with hiding how you felt about her, how your stomach always filled to the brim with butterflies when she was around, and how your heart beat quick just from the sound of her voice. You told her these things, and her response turned those butterflies into moths, moths that ate away at the bleeding heart that now sat still in your chest.

“I apologize MC really but, I just don’t swing that way. I really hope you understand.” You understood, alright. You understood by storming out of the coffee shop, letting your anger mask your sadness as the tears fell and blended in with the rain that came with the oncoming storm. Months passed, and you began to cope with the fact that she wasn’t ever going to like you, no matter how much you wished it.

Yet that thought was quickly crushed, when she asked you to meet at her place alone.

She was drunk, and you knew as her breath fanned across your face, the smell of vodka overpowering as you helped her stagger towards her bedroom. You both were meant to talk, but she didn’t want to do so as she grabbed the collar of your shirt and pulled you in close. She was ready, ready for the kiss as she laughed and locked her arms around your neck, cheeks flushed red as she sighed in content.

“You know, I always thought that I couldn’t be swayed out of my sexuality, yet here I am. How crazy is that? How crazy is it, that I genuinely fell in love with a person like you.” She really pulled you in now, and she was surprised when you pulled away. You had been over her for about a month now, and her sudden lunge at you didn’t make you feel any different as you cleared your throat and backed away.

“Jaehee I’m sorry but, I don’t feel that way about you anymore. Things would have been different back then but now? I just can’t…” When you turned back to her she was passed out, breathing steady as a single tear fell down her cheek. Maybe she was faking, or maybe she really was asleep. But either way, you both knew that she was going to have a heavy heart and a lonesome hangover the next morning.

Jumin

You knew it was far fetched to tell him how much he truly meant to you, what with your backgrounds differing on such a large scale. But you knew Jumin; after the two of you growing closer, and how you had showed him what it was like to really process his emotions, he’d told you that background and social status didn’t matter much to him anymore.

That just, didn’t apply to you.”

“I am extremely flattered by your kind words and feelings, but I simply can’t return them MC. I’ve always felt you to be a sibling to me, and nothing more.” He didn’t mean to come off as harsh, and the logical side of you knew that to be true. But your feelings still hurt, majorly so as you accepted what he said and asked to be taken down from his penthouse and to your car.

You both didn’t speak for about three years; even having lost touch as his company grew and you worked in a local shop to keep yourself living comfortable yet not too extravagantly. You’d come to realize that maybe being with someone as high status as Jumin wasn’t really something that you wanted; you’d grown accustomed to the simple life.

That is, until a large limo pulled up outside of the shop you worked at.

Instantly you knew that it was him, and his tall broad figure that stepped out of the car with his dark sunglasses was enough confirmation as you felt your entire being fill with a friendly warmth. Sure you had gotten over him, but that didn’t mean that you didn’t miss who he was as a friend. You had left the building first, running up to him and jumping into his arms as you felt his chest rumble with a chuckle.

“So nice to see you again, MC.”

You brought him inside and went on your break, the two of you talking for almost two hours as Jumin paid off the rest of your work day by giving your manager over one million won to keep them satisfied for the week. You appreciated the gesture, even if it was too much for your liking.

“I came to find you because I need to tell you something MC. That confession you made all those years ago…I should have never rejected you. Being away from you has made me realize how much I truly loved you and appreciated you, and I wanted to know if you still felt the same way.” Your brows furrowed as you felt the melancholy feeling of unrequited love form into a ball in your stomach; maybe this is how Jumin felt when he let you know that he wasn’t interested.

He took it fairly well when you told him that you couldn’t return those feelings, yet he let that stoic expression leave as soon as he got into the limo, heavy tears falling down his cheeks as he sniffed. You weren’t with him when he cried, but deep in your heart you knew it was happening as you sat in the back room with your head leaning against the cold wall.

Saeyoung

He already knew before you even had the chance to tell him. He knew it was wrong to cut you off as you prepared to tell him how you felt, but if he didn’t do it now, he would have to deal with your emotions feeling much worse if he let you ramble on.

In a way you kind of wish that he let you do just that, because getting cut off while trying to deal out your emotions was the absolute worst thing he could do to you. Your breath had cut short, feeling hurt as he simply turned his back on you and crossed his arms.

“MC I’m sorry but, I value our friendship more than anything. To ruin it…I don’t know. I don’t think I could handle that.” You got the message; he really, wasn’t all that interested in you. That was okay, really it was. It’s not like you could force him to feel any different towards you if it wasn’t meant to be. But he could have been way less indifferent about it, and since he wasn’t going to say another word, you decided to leave it alone.

“Okay…thanks anyway, Saeyoung. I’ll see you tomorrow.” You said that, but you knew that you both needed some time away to deal with how quickly that situation turned negative.

You didn’t think that “some time” would turn into almost five years.

The both of you made efforts to reconnect, but something always came up. Either he had to work, or you just weren’t in town to where you could meet up comfortably. You didn’t know it, but ever since that day he thought about you constantly, how he missed being able to go to your house within an instant and talk to you about the things that bugged him.

Or how when he needed advice you were just one phone call away, yet now it was almost impossible for the two of you to stay on the phone for more than three minutes. He missed you more than anything in the world, and he wished that it didn’t take him five years to realize that maybe, it wasn’t just your friendship that he found to be lacking in his life.

He wanted you, and he was going to make it known as he shut off his computers and made sure that when he met with you, time and inconvenience wouldn’t be an issue. Frankly, you were surprised when he showed up during your lunch break at work, begging to speak with you as you nodded and immediately put your food away.

“MC I know this is random, but I’ve put a lot of thought into it and I’ve come to realize that I like you, a lot. Before you say anything, I don’t mean as a friend. I mean, as more—”

“Saeyoung I’m engaged.” All hope that he had was gone, his brows furrowing as he gripped his stomach that churned wildly with hurt as he sputtered.

“W-What?”

“I’m…I’m so sorry.” You didn’t know how to face him after that, grabbing your things and leaving him as you came up with an excuse to your boss as to why you had to leave. He still stood there, shaking his head with a sad smile as a tear fell down his cheek. He should have never waited this long to tell you.

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